Chang'an, the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty

One day in the sky, three months in the world.

Ziwei didn't know how long she had been silent, he had no friends but subordinates, no lover but pets, gradually he was the only one left in the huge Xingjun Palace.

The warm fur ball that was always snuggled up to his feet disappeared, and he couldn't tell what it was like, his mind and soul were splitting all the time, one was indifferent to the world, and the other was clamoring for the unmelted hair from top to bottom. The love of the little cat demon in the shape of a cat is so fierce that it makes him faintly afraid.

like?Ziwei is the emperor star, the emperor is ruthless, it has been like this since ancient times, not to mention how big Yunjiao is, how old is he?The gap between them is so great that even the word love makes people laugh.

He doesn't love, he is sure, the part that loves Yunjiao, from the moment his heart beats, is no longer him.

So he accepted the almost absurd idea of ​​ten kills, using the cloud flood dragon to block the first catastrophe, let him die, and force the strange half of his soul out, even if the worst result is that he will be seriously injured, Go through the emperor's catastrophe, which was close to death.But the feeling of being out of control, he didn't want to suffer a second time.

I never thought that such a powerful force would burst out from the body of that little soft cat demon. As the blood was flying, that half of the soul was indeed unstable. He could have taken the opportunity to erase the consciousness of the autonomous birth of the soul, but For some reason, looking at those painful but bright cat pupils, he stopped, letting the spirit slowly tear apart from him, the pain was unforgettable.

Every life brings memory reincarnation, and every life repeats the path of a lonely family. It is difficult to cross the tribulation, because he lost half of his soul and lost his luck, which made his path more difficult. He thought he would regret it, but that was just He thought so.

Raising his hand to draw the Xuanguang mirror, Ziwei raised his eyes, Yun Jiao with curved brows and eyes was leaning on his half of the soul, smiling carefree.

——You can play around for the rest of your life.

——Don't be afraid, everything depends on me.

——No one can make you feel wronged.

……

Is this what he said, or what I said?Ziwei was a little confused.

His eyes couldn't help but put on that half of the soul, the black eyebrows, the eagle eyes, and his appearance were completely different, but the similar aura couldn't be lingered.

The more you look, the more familiar you become.

Ying Zheng seemed to have sensed something, raised his eyes and looked up, and there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his black eyes.

"Azheng, Ahzheng!" Li Jiao shook his arm, "You haven't said what you dreamed about last time!"

The corners of Ying Zheng's lips were raised slightly, and he looked away, but the meaningful smile was reflected in Xuan Guangjing.

Above the nine heavens, Dixing Ziwei smiled softly. The moment he met those eyes, he understood something. The face of the banishment became distorted, and the laughter gradually expanded: "It turns out that it wasn't me who split at all. It was you who divided me..."

Because I love him so much, I love him so much that I want to leave everything behind and leave with him, so I lost half of my soul and created him, a ruthless, heartless and desireless monster, to bear all the glory and responsibility. Didn't expect him to attack Yun Jiao.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous, how important is power?Emperor Ziwei, the Lord of the World!

You don't want it, I want it.

Ziwei suddenly calmed down, and there was no trace of distortion on her handsome face.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and gradually turned into a cold white jade statue, entwined with dragon aura, luxurious and extraordinary.